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Hoard you

Stacking mistakes on top mistakes Putting everything in its place. Keeping my Framed Memories. On display My heart Hides the flaws With paint. Meaningless things filling the room becoming a hoarder that is hiding you. Kilos of your love get caught in hidden traps , i set up. My numb heart starts Beating to your sounds, And the Rhythm Of our Tambourine bed. I'm everything you ever Wanted ! Aslong I get to hold you! Im whomever you want me to be Only to show there's no room Not even for me ! you are my Feeding tube I need A Secret Recipe Its a sickness , hoarding all things of you Hope you never witness The marks and flaws under all this When you sand down my shell I dont know who will peek out I'm not what you seem You are chipping away On a thin Spine of my pain That Hides me from you I feel the need to hoard, you If someone esle finds you They won't see all things I see. I'm gonna warn you, I'm the hoarder that Hides you from everyone and everything Praying that another hoarder-lover never finds And take you away. I wanta see your face Everyday my sickness worsen Hoarding you for me! I'm so selfish. Hoarding you for me Is that selfish of me?

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